Ascension Bullies Novels & Stories

he stammered in his words. " And about bullying. Well, she fights back; she is one of our finest female warriors." I chuckled humorlessly. " So you let anyone bully her because she's a warrior. What the fuck?" Aspen said, shaking his head. I was furious. " Her parents were traitors to the pack, so you can't expect her to be treated like any other member. We are wary that she can-" I didn't let him finish his sentence. I had him against the wall, choking the life out of him.

Tunde mocked in disdain. Himself, and each of the assassins here, was an Ascender. There were ten of them in total. The weakest were Mid-level Ascenders and they numbered just two, but most of them were of the 7th Stage of Ascension. As for Tunde, he was a High-level Ascender of the 8th Stage. They had come with only their best and left everyone else who was below the Mid Ascension Stage back at their base, for they had seen the fight between Mane and the Academy Professor. They judged that even with their trickery, they will need this amount of force to be able to take Mane down. After all, they had assassinated a professor before, and it took this kind of force to do so; however, seeing th

"Hunter, how about we take this conversation to the club?" Elmar drags Hunter away from the locker room. They left Jonea there alone. As B4 had left and the lockers had quieted down again, footsteps echoed across the hall floor. All the students who had previously been surprised to hear Hunter's announcement now turned to the figure who had just arrived. They saw Ashley swaggering towards Jonea. Ashley is surrounded by four girls who are known as school bullies. Ashley came with a haughty look and puffed out her chest. Her fists were clenched and ready to attack Jonea.

Henry “A pain in my ass...” “A mate who’s a pain in your ass,” she said, looking around, “What is out here?” The Drifters—rogue groups of enchanted evildoers who would stop at nothing to get what they wanted—our land, our women, our goods.. “You know what’s out there,” I growled, still feeling her wrapped around my cock. I hadn’t the slightest clue she could feel so good. “Eh, what the fuck are you doing?”

Claire I don't like bullies, I detest anyone who pushes someone else around just so they can have some fun. Their motive seems to always be the same: targeting people they consider weak and alone or have only a few friends, someone they know isn't going to fight back. The bully will test their victim, throwing out an insult to gauge the reaction from their target and to see who comes to the target's defence. Once they believe they hold the upper hand then they will escalate their harassment of their target because it makes them feel powerful.

Emily was furious and she said, "They are abusing their power to bully others however they please. Is there nothing else that we can do?" "Well, all hopes are not lost. The reason why they boldly messed with Azalea was that she did not have a trump card. How could they have the guts to lay a finger on Azalea if she happens to be the daughter from a wealthy family?" Emily had a gloomy look upon hearing Angel's words. It was impossible for Abbie and Valeria to be bullies if Azalea was the daughter of the Floyd family.

Even though his maid could live in the dorm, he felt weird about it, and it would also be quite inconvenient. Monica rubbed his chin and wondered whether he might be able to get a house or an apartment, but when he was in deep thought, suddenly he heard Taneshima's voice. "What's with this midget?" "Do they let grade school kids work here?" Monica frowned when he saw a group of young men gathered around Taneshima and bullied her, but when he was about to help her, the rude manager scolded the middle-aged woman and said, "Sir!" The manager directly kicked the stomach of the young man and said, "Sir, violence is very problematic."

he asked, smirking. He groaned as he forced himself to sit upright. “That Anabella was a fucking beauty. Too bad she couldn’t protect Emery from me.” I breathed deeply at the mention of my parents. “What did you do?” “Simple. It’s fairly easy to make anyone believe that the Alpha is up to no good when so many Alphas out there do the same thing. Rape, abuse, outright slavery… and with the Black bloodline having such a reputation until your father and the alliance, there wasn’t a shortage of evidence… or a better term perhaps, witnesses.”

I felt a sudden wave of relief wash over me. He would stop all this and I’d be safe for now. I looked at him, pleading with my eyes. This was clear bullying—there was no way he would ignore it. “I think I forgot something in the teachers’ room. I’ll be back, class. Try to keep decorum,” he said to my dismay, then walked out. Kade and Cassian immediately turned toward me. Kade gave me a knowing look, as if telling me: “there’s no one willing to save me,”

Although he apologized and regretted it, Oliver was still convinced that it was all an act. "It's past, Oliver. But he changed now," I reassured him, trying to sound confident. He looked at me skeptically. "So, what do you call this?" he asked, as he pointed to the screen. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as Oliver showed me his phone. My mind raced as I watched the video of a group of bullies attacking Oliver in the cafeteria. How could I have not known about this? I felt a chill run down my spine as I saw Oliver shouting at Steve, who in turn became angry and threw things. When did this happen? And why was I left out of the loop?